I followed her through many doors and a large number of twisted corridors until I finally entered a spacious room, resembling a throne hall but no throne was there!
The room was covered entirely with gold and silver painting on the walls. The ground wore a thick layer of extravagant carpets, with many images describing the mighty battles of many masters. There was a single square table, a single rounded table, and a single oval table in the centre of this place, plus the presence of many closets and many desks on the sides.
"This is our own secret lair inside the society," Camilia said, introducing what I already deducted. "Wait for a moment," she then went to one of the closets, played at it for a few minutes like she was unlocking a very complicated combination lock.
Then she finally opened the closet, took out a leather bag that could be worn on the back, double handles, each would rest on one of my shoulders perfectly.
